It's been a while since I've last ported so let's look at a movie I've seen recently...

Aloha

This is not the kind of movie I typically watch, I'm usually neck deep in scifi and the weird. So Aloha is quite a departure for me., but the film is weird in one way... it purport to be one thing, a romantic comedy, but6 it actually is something completely different. Oh, it has romance it, but again that's not what it is, because Aloha is about a man discovering he has a daughter, and what makes this apparent is the love the director took in sculpting the final, before credits, scene...

She is one of several students, of differing ages, attending a hula class, in Hawaii. It's evening, and a man walks up to a plate glass window to watch. He is smiling; not the kind of smile that says I'm happy to see you, but a smile that is filled with joy, and hope, and he's watching these ladies, young and old alike, move with a unison of grace in the dance; all hands and gestures, and symbolism. She sees him and smiles (she would smile because she knows he has visited with her family and has accepted him as a friend of the family). She continues to dance with a wonder in her expression which says why are you here? She seems to ask... and he replies with a nodding assent, yes, I am your father. She continues to dance, thinking, while over her face comes this joyous look, which become tears, and outright sobbing. She leaves the group with a rush and goes out into the night. she embraces him , a moment later she enters the studio and finishes the dance. The last scene, as they pan in closer, is of her hands bobbing and rolling in a fluid, ocean-like dance.

This, to me, was the sole reason for Aloha. Everything was leading to this. One beautiful scene